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-Sonya
Chapter One
The trouble with common criminals, Tanith Low thought glumly, is that they have absolutely no imagination.
The young woman swung her blade, still in its scabbard, halfheartedly at said common criminal, and he squealed and toppled over backwards.
"Honestly, Scapegrace, how badly do you want to lengthen your sentence?" Valkyrie Cain snorted, coming around the corner and into the alley, hands in her pockets.
"G-get this crazy sword-lady away from me!" Scapegrace sobbed.
Valkyrie rolled her eyes. "Did you threaten him Tanith?"
Tanith pursed her lips in thought. "Well… maybe a little," she admitted, a smirk spreading across her lips.
"Cause him bodily harm?"
"Goodness no."
Valkyrie frowned. "Tanith, are you feeling quite alright today?"
She laughed. "The reason being I doubt the Irish or English Sanctuaries would be very happy with me. But Scapegrace," she said, turning back to the man, who whimpered back at her from where he was trying to crawl away down the alley.
"It's not too late."
Scapegrace whimpered again, curling up into a submissive ball, but not with out reminding them:
"I am the killer supreme. Nothing you do can stop me forever!"
Valkyrie and Tanith exchanged a glance.
"Can I please knock him out now?" Valkyrie asked her.
"You explain it to the Elders then."
Valkyrie sighed. "Fine," she conceded. "We'll take him back to Ireland though."
Tanith nodded. "Been a while since I've graced that country's soil."
"We haven't seen you in forever. Skulduggery will be happy. You should've come."
Tanith laughed. "This little fella was already here, bless his idiotic little heart. What good would it do if I were in Ireland, and he was in London?"
Valkyrie laughed. "But think of all the trouble Skulduggery is getting into without me there to save his butt."
Tanith nodded. "There is that. But he won't have that much time, what with the chasing after killers and all. He's lucky," she added wistfully.
"Hey!" Scapegrace said, insulted. "I'm a killer!"
"No you're not," Tanith and Valkyrie sighed at the same time, and then giggled.
"Yes I am!" Scapegrace insisted. "I turn murder"-
"Yes, yes, we know," Valkyrie cut him off.
There was a beat of silence.
"Then how do I know about Phoenix Lands?" the Killer Supreme said.
Tanith spun to face him. "The girl. The one who went missing. What do you know?" she demanded, taking three long strides up to him and drawing her blade for real this time.
"I know that she died in the Tower of London, a screaming, painful, bloody death."
Tanith and Valkyrie exchanged a glance.
Maybe Vaurien Scapegrace wasn't quite as stupid as they had once thought.
